TORN APART

Rating: T or PG-13

Summary: (OC NEEDED)a new team, a new tournament. New lives, and new discoveries. Hidden masks slowly slip off, new faces become old. Add in the word 'love' and you've got a story to tell. (OC NEEDED) please read and review!

A.N./ OC needed. Could be paired with anyone.

Please read and review. Constructive criticism needed.

Chapter One

"And Tyson wins the match!" A.J. Topper shouted, deafening the ears of the audience. The navy haired teen stood victoriously, raising a fist just for the effect on the crowd.

What may seem like a friendly ritual of shaking hands between the two teens was really a gloating event for Tyson. His grin only broadened seeing the look on Tala's stricken face.

A thirteen -year old girl stood inside the demolition boy's locker room, a small smile gracing her small lips.

Wondering if the red headed leader was really such a good actor, her smile turned into a smirk. He was putting on a fake battle all along, yet no one seemed to notice.

Well, maybe Kai, she thought absently, but he knew Tala since a kid so it doesn't count. Without wasting another second, she strode out of the room her infamous smirk returned to her lips once more.

Boris and Voltaire preferred to keep her identity hidden because news of their silly 'girls are good for nothing' attitude has spread worldwide. They would never admit that one of the people whom they described as good for nothing was actually the co-captain of the Demolition 'boys'.

Yeah, it may come hard on you but Karmennoliya (Karmen) Katherine (Kat) Kennedy, was co-captain of one of the deadliest team yet.

Spencer defeated Max though he didn't want to; the always bubbly and cheerful guy was just too easy to beat. Bryan did a good job though, letting Ray beat him wasn't easy. She could just see him trying to calm his nerves from calling his true power.

Tala though, had made it too easy. Now that bigheaded guy Tyson was going to get even more bloated in the head! Karmen frowned; Tala had made it too suspicious. Anyone who had seen him battle full to his power, if only for one second could have seen the humongous difference.

Hey, but what could she do anyways, Karmen thought grimly, recalling the words Tala had told her before the match.

"I don't need your advice. If you could really have the power that you say you do, then please battle Tyson for me. You go get a taste of how it feels to have to lose to a guy on purpose when you can beat them with your eyes closed, instead of hiding from the world's view like the weakling that you are."

Karmen growled, it was the only thing that she couldn't do, and he always took advantage of it to piss her off. Battle Tyson, wouldn't she like to do it, only thing is, she can't!

" Karmennoliya Katherine Kennedy" she mimicked, trying to make Boris' and Voltaire's voice blend together. It came out hilariously to say the least, " We understand that you wish to participate in the world tournament but we can't allow it." Karmen cursed the two of them under her breath, feeling a prickle of pain coming from her left shoulder.

Loud footsteps echoed in the hallways as Karmen stormed out the Beystaduim. Her auburn hair glinted under the sunlight.

Being a normally cold, calm and slow to give emotions kind of person, this kind of outbreak was only seen once every couple months. Today however, her blood boiled.

Is it because that a headache was forming in her head, she woke up on the wrong side of the bed, Tala majorly pissed her off, or that she just watched a redhead jerk take the place in the tournament, that was what she had dreamed of since a small kid, which should have been her's!

Karmen didn't know what is the main problem, but she knew that she had to let it out quickly.

Opting for more solitude, Karmen ran into the thick Russian forest behind the Beystaduim. The smell of rich pine trees overwhelmed her nose. Her eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness of the area. Shadows flicked across the small path though it was only noon.

Karmen stepped gingerly off the path and jogged around aimlessly, studying the forest. Here, it was nighttime, there were no people except for her, and peace can be obtained.

Reaching the heart of the many trees, she launched her beyblade onto the dirt ground. The black and red object flew out of its launcher with incredible speed, all you could see was a fuzzy blur. Karmen shook her head disapprovingly, her launch was getting rusty.

Calling the blade back into her gloved hands, she repeated the procedure several times before reaching the speed that she expected.

The beyblade came out so quick that it was invisible to even Karmen's keen eyes, but she felt it shoot to the ground.

She felt their presence before hearing their elephant like footsteps. There were people coming near her. Without thinking, she quickly relied on her training and climbed swiftly up the tallest and biggest tree. Sitting calmly on a thick branch, hidden from view, she observed carefully.

Before long, the shadowy figures of three people could be seen. The first teen to come in view was a blond haired guy; his hair was slightly spiked but had a feel of fluffiness to them. His eyes were a sparkling blue, shining brightly. His face was a pale peach color with some freckles on it, giving him a cute look. His smile was bright and his laughter, bubbly.

Max

The next teen had a mane of navy blue hair. Absurdly long for a male's hair length, it was tied up and sat underneath a baseball cap. His gray eyes were pouring out sunshine into the cold, dark forest. His smile was as big as could be.

Tyson

The last teen seemed to be mature for his age. Why he was with these two kids, only god knows. He had a cold and silent look about him. His two toned hair and maroon eyes gave him a tough look. He had pale skin that showed greatly in the dark surroundings.

Kai

With a silent rustle, a dark figure jumped onto the ground, startling all three males, though one of them was better at masking his surprise. Abbey training was tough.

The figure introduced herself as a female. Her auburn hair and matching auburn eyes both glinted in the forest. Her skin color was so pale that it glowed. Her hair was down her mid-back, left alone from any accessories. Her height was average for a teen female.

A pair of dark navy pants; a forest green tank with a black hooded blazer and a pair of gray vans showed them that she was strictly punk in style.

Karmen's cold and hard glare pierced through their skins and mind, reaching into their darkest thoughts. One thought etched out the corner of her mind, into theirs.

Bladebreakers, enemies, hate.

Author's Note: "OC needed, as much info as possible. Thanks for reading and please review."